Coffee goodness from Ward Clever
Oh coffee. Coffee, coffee, coffee. Coffee. How I love your hotness, your brewericity, your brown rich bitterness. How I love the way you run down my throat like strongly caffeinated blood down a groggy vampire’s chin. You lift the fog, and tear away the curtains of my mind. Your sweetness, your creaminess, the way you feel in my hands, the way you warm my mug… sometimes your heat is too much for me to bear, and I must get a paper sleeve to handle you. Assistance from wood pulp to help me sip the warm juice of the bean!
The pain of last night, the demon rum, or PBR, or whatever I took from whoever gave it to me that led to whoever was in this bed last night that turned into a much uglier and fatter version of whoever that was this morning… Coffee, you chase it away. You…
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